Focus on all the shit things he did
then go out and get drunk with all your girly mates and don't cry in the toilets because you luuuuuuuuurve him and oh god I miss him and all that bollocks.
I lived with someone at uni who would eat dog food so he could spend his money on drugs. He is one of the reasons -largely THE reason - I have refused to houseshare since.
(berk, Wed 7 Dec 2011, 10:39, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

Listen I've grown up a lot since then.
Strictly cat food now.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 7 Dec 2011, 10:45, Reply)

*joke about pussy*

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Wed 7 Dec 2011, 10:52, Reply)

I came home one day to find his mother chucking an absolute fit in the street
she'd come up from London to tidy his room (this man was 26 or so, by the way) and found his stash, and she'd called the police, and when they cautioned him rather than arresting him she tried to have him sectioned. Then she dragged him off to rehab. Menkle.
(berk, Wed 7 Dec 2011, 10:53, Reply)

Have you mentioned him before?
This story sounds awfully familiar...
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Wed 7 Dec 2011, 10:54, Reply)

It was one of my best of on QOTW.

(berk, Wed 7 Dec 2011, 10:55, Reply)

Ahh, thought as much

( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Wed 7 Dec 2011, 11:06, Reply)